tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49396938087804630542014-09-30T23:52:48.627-07:00Horses, words and woolA tale of the passions and frustrations of a woman living life in the city and the country.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-49673564249232108142013-03-11T20:22:00.001-07:002013-03-11T20:22:29.507-07:00Bits and pieces<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I promised a photo of the completed photographer's mitts - well, here they are, modelled by my friend, Kathy. She likes to take photos in all sorts of weather, so I made her a pair. Kathy is participating in the 365 Project, and when she posted a photo of the mitts, a bunch of other people said they were interested, so I opened an Etsy shop. Unfortunately, no one ordered a pair, so I closed it after a month to save money.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXqc_8b4GK4/UT6dqHzVeNI/AAAAAAAABO4/whxezYNq4k8/s1600/Kathy+mitts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXqc_8b4GK4/UT6dqHzVeNI/AAAAAAAABO4/whxezYNq4k8/s320/Kathy+mitts.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Sam&nbsp;(Sam's Forever Dreaming) and Spot (Spot My Dream) have a new home in Pakenham. I can't keep all my ponies, and my daughter can't afford to geld Sam, so they were offered up to new homes. They went together, so they'll be company for each other. I miss them both. <br /><br />Pebbles and Beauty were worried for a couple of days, but seem to have settled down now. Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-42714134378675183442013-01-13T08:27:00.001-08:002013-01-13T08:27:49.620-08:00Saturday!Yesterday, a friend and I took a small road trip to Carleton Place. I had a gift certificate from a silent auction to use at the Real Wool Shop, and my friend just needed to get out of the house. <br /><br />The weather was unseasonably warm for January - plus 8 C by the time we got home - and although the sun wasn't shining, it was fairly bright. We took the 417 and 7 out to Carleton Place, and saw a few turkeys, lots of crows, and possibly a hawk (it's hard to tell at 100 kph!). <br /><br />Once there, we looked around the clothing (50% off a lot, and no tax on the rest), and my friend found clothes she wanted for a really good price. Black pants, black shirt, black jacket - and although that sounds a bit dark, black looks really good on her. Everything was 50% off, except for the jacket - that was a whopping 75% off as it was last year's stock. She was thrilled! I bought a pair of black stretch pants suitable for working out (hopefully I will get back to that in earnest again soon), and some beautiful yarn. <br /><br />It's alpaca from <a href="http://www.magpiehill.ca/">Magpie Hill Alpacas</a> in North Gower. It's a dark, heathery brown, soft and luscious. I plan to make a shawl out of it, something I can wrap around my shoulders on a cool spring or fall night. Double knitting (DK) weight, it'll be perfect for the pattern that I have in mind. <br /><br />I also worked on another pair of socks last night. My parents gave me some Kroy sock yarn in grey brown marl (brown, grey, and brick red stripes - self-patterning yarn) for Christmas, and I'm two thirds of the way through the first sock now. These ones will be for me, as usual. The next pair that I make will be for my mom.<br /><br />On the needles as well are a special pair of mitts for a friend. They're in Kroy sock yarn too, but there's no colour listed on the band. Multicoloured, with pinks, greens and greys, they'll be bright and warm. The index finger and thumb on the right hand will be open at the tip so that she can use them when she's out taking photos in the winter. <br /><br />It's a pattern that I came up with for another friend, Heather, who owns <a href="http://www.libertyshots.com/">Liberty Shots</a>, a company that does professional photography and developing. Heather takes photos in all sorts of weather, and wanted something that kept her fingers warm, that she didn't have to take off during a photoshoot. These fill the bill admirably. Based on an old "Shooting Mitt" pattern that I made a long, long time ago for my ex-father-in-law for hunting, they knit up quickly.<br /><br />I'll post photos as I finish these projects.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-29124850816566000582013-01-10T08:43:00.002-08:002013-01-10T08:43:44.674-08:00Knitting as therapy?I feel calmer when I have my knitting in my hands. It helps me think. It's somewhat mindless to keep going around and around in circles on my socks - and fhe finished product is a delight to wear.<br /><br />Now there's a group in the UK that uses knitting to help people deal with hand injuries and&nbsp;Post Traumatic Stress: <a href="http://www.stitchlinks.com/">Stitchlinks</a>. Here's a post about them from <a href="http://www.knitonthenet.com/issue4/features/therapeuticknitting/">Knit on the Net</a>.<br /><br />When you think about it, it makes a lot of sense. Simple, repetitive movements, with lots of options for needle position and size, and materials that can make you feel good just by touching them.<br /><br />I wonder if there's a similar group in Canada? Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-39475656367233574742013-01-07T19:07:00.000-08:002013-01-07T19:07:06.768-08:00Back againI thought it was about time that I started keeping up my blog again. So much has changed since my last post in &lt;gasp&gt;July 2007. Jobs have come and gone, and my pony, Sneakers (the original Sneakypony),&nbsp;crossed over the Rainbow Bridge last summer at a ripe old age (between 34 and 38, according to the vet). He's sadly missed by me and many others.<br /><br />2012 was a year of change. My daughter's relationship broke up, so she lost the farm. Many of the horses were adopted or sold, she had a big garage sale to clear out some of the stuff, and she moved. I completed my Project Management certificate, an Advanced Excel course, and started looking for work. <br /><br />My ponies moved to a boarding stable - and are quite a bit closer to me now.<br /><br />Mitts and socks were knitted, and I gave away a lot of acrylic yarn to friends of my Mom who make afghans and other items for veterans and the homeless. I have lots more to share, too.<br /><br />This evening, I was digging in the archives of my basement (stuff is stored in layers in some places), trying to thin the clutter, and I found a bag of mixed yarn that must have come from my aunt. The bag crumbled at my touch to cellophane crumbs - I'll have to vacuum later - but it contained some interesting items. <br /><br />In among the "unknown fibre" acrylic-type yarns and knitting needles&nbsp;were two skeins of Patons &amp; Baldwins "Atlantic" wool - manufactured in Toronto, Ontario. Pure wool - and still a brilliant scarlet. Each skein is "approximately 1 oz", or about 28 grams. It's old enough, though, that metric wasn't used very often. I haven't decided what to do with it yet, but before I knit it up, I'll photograph the ball bands for posterity.<br /><br />While searching on Google for any information on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Patons_and_Baldwins">Patons&nbsp;&amp; Baldwin</a> and Atlantic wool, I discovered that my grandmother and great aunt's knitting books are now worth far more than they paid for them in the war years and before. Some of them, with cover prices under a dollar, are worth $20 or more now. Although I don't plan to sell the ones that I have, it's nice to know that they're still valued.<br /><br />EastWind Pony Club is recruiting new members again. Four members remain from last year's membership. We have 2013 calendars for sale at $10 each, and are planning our meetings for the next four or five months. We're looking forward to Winter Camp at McSkimming, Quiz, and PPGs already! Based loosely in Casselman, we meet in East Ottawa, Casselman, Moose Creek or Plantagenet, depending on the plan for the meeting. Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-60761743952778933092007-07-11T15:39:00.000-07:002007-07-11T16:08:52.462-07:00Just for fun...I decided to do this personality test.<br /><br /><br /><br /><table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" style="color:#eeeeee;"><span style="font-size:14;"><b>You Are An ISTJ</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ffffff"><center><img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/istj.jpg" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;"><p><br />The Duty Fulfiller<br /><br />You are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.<br />You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knitting.<br />Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.<br />Conservative and down-to-earth, you hardly ever do anything crazy.<br /><br />In love, you are loyal and honest. If you commit yourself to someone, then you're fully committed.<br />For you, love is something that happens naturally. And you don't need romantic gestures to feel loved.<br /><br />At work, you remember details well and are happy to take on any responsibility.<br />You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer.<br /><br />How you see yourself: Decisive, stable, and dependable<br /><br />When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, conservative, and egotistical</span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/">What's Your Personality Type?</a></div><div align="center"><p><br /><br /></p> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">It's loosely based on Myers-Briggs from what I can see, but not the full version of the test. I'm usually an INTJ, rather than an ISTJ, but the N may come from a question (or a dozen) that isn't in this version of the test. <p></p> </div><div align="left"> <br />I do knit, but I read everything that comes my way, and I'm pretty firmly in the liberal, rather than conservative, part of the political spectrum. Down-to-earth? Well, yes. I believe in recycling, reusing, repurposing and reducing waste. I'm honest and generally straightforward, although I have become slightly more tactful as I matured. I don't wear fussy clothing or collect fripperies, and running shoes, Birks or steel toes are my preferred footwear for all occasions. </p></div><p></p><div align="left"></div><div align="left">Some people may see me as boring - or bored - but its situationally dependent. If you met me at a sports event (hockey, baseball, etc.), I would be bored, but at horse event, I'm an eager participant even if I'm the photographer. If I'm talking about something that you're not interested in, such as books or horses or riding or knitting or my work as a writer, then you may find me boring. :) <p></p></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">My work ethic is good, and I'm definitely reliable - but I like my erratic work schedule and working from home. I like challenges in my work, and learning something new helps keep it fresh (and me interested). I know that I do what I do well - and my clients/employers appreciate my abilities. <p></p></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">The egotistical part doesn't really fit as far as I can tell, but then again, sometimes people tell me that I appear aloof in social gatherings. It's not because I think I'm better (or bored), it's because I'm unsure how to behave in that particular situation. In the past year or so, I am pushing past my comfort zone and working hard at becoming a more social (sociable?) person, and making an effort to meet new people rather than being shy and retiring, and waiting for the world to find me.</div>Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-78067190002995560232007-06-29T13:48:00.000-07:002007-06-29T14:48:01.447-07:00June is almost over - where did the time go?Time for an update.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5SVA2h6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/A9diiIZYY6c/s1600-h/Sheba-baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601110342797218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5SVA2h6I/AAAAAAAAAK4/A9diiIZYY6c/s200/Sheba-baby.jpg" border="0" /></a>Baby and Sheba have gone off to horse heaven where the grass is always green. We donated the foal's body to Kemptville College (associated with Guelph University) for research purposes, and the results are absolutely fascinating to the various pathologists.<br /><br />Baby will be the basis for at least one thesis, several papers, and even more research. No one has ever seen a defect such as what was wrong with her eyes. Morbid it may sound, but I'm glad that Sheba's last foal, even though we couldn't keep her alive, will live on in the annals of veterinary medicine.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On to more pleasant things now. All the other horses, dogs, cats and birds are fine. Queenie and Shadow are heading off tomorrow to be bred to a couple of stallions in Smiths Falls. Hopefully, they'll give us some fine foals next year. We'll have to wait eleven months to find out, though.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV8vlA2h-I/AAAAAAAAALY/Uy5OdgQ2z30/s1600-h/Mother_squirrel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081604911388854242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV8vlA2h-I/AAAAAAAAALY/Uy5OdgQ2z30/s200/Mother_squirrel.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV0a1A2hzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/R1zm0gVUT_w/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081595758813546290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV0a1A2hzI/AAAAAAAAAKA/R1zm0gVUT_w/s200/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The "rat bastards", to quote the Yarn Harlot, are thriving around my neighbourhood. One was lurking at the edge of my neighbour's fence, trying to look innocent.<br /><br />The other was gathering pinecones under one of my trees.<br /><br />We have black, grey and red squirrels, and even some really cute chipmunks.<br /><br />Some of the neighbours think that they're all cute and feed them peanuts and sunflower seeds. I don't feed them, but I do share my dog's fur with all the birds and beasties in the neighbourhood. My dog sheds a lot of hair even though she's little - and she sheds it year-round.<br /><br />The flowers are blooming in my yard and my neighbour's. I managed to get some good photos of my clematis and the other seasonal flowers over the last month. Bear with me as I show you.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5hlA2h7I/AAAAAAAAALA/E4QkJCMRbiA/s1600-h/Clematis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601372335802290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5hlA2h7I/AAAAAAAAALA/E4QkJCMRbiA/s200/Clematis.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV1xFA2h0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/ciovvOWI3gc/s1600-h/Purple_clematis_June_2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081597240577263426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV1xFA2h0I/AAAAAAAAAKI/ciovvOWI3gc/s200/Purple_clematis_June_2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV55VA2h9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/d5ejNFeBR2s/s1600-h/Bleedinghearts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601780357695442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV55VA2h9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/d5ejNFeBR2s/s200/Bleedinghearts.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5u1A2h8I/AAAAAAAAALI/XgKIbwJH0P4/s1600-h/Lilacs2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081601599969068994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5u1A2h8I/AAAAAAAAALI/XgKIbwJH0P4/s200/Lilacs2.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV43FA2h3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0NylL7CQe4E/s1600-h/Pink_flowers_June_2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081600642191361906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV43FA2h3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0NylL7CQe4E/s200/Pink_flowers_June_2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5CVA2h5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/MvgLR46j_ik/s1600-h/Wildflowers_June_2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081600835464890258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV5CVA2h5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/MvgLR46j_ik/s200/Wildflowers_June_2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV481A2h4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/KZs2CjXp6qI/s1600-h/Rue_June_2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081600740975609730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV481A2h4I/AAAAAAAAAKo/KZs2CjXp6qI/s200/Rue_June_2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV4w1A2h2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/A7755ucgr5M/s1600-h/Impatiens.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081600534817179490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV4w1A2h2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/A7755ucgr5M/s200/Impatiens.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV4pVA2h1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FkQjiSWYsXE/s1600-h/Evening_primrose_June_2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081600405968160594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RoV4pVA2h1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FkQjiSWYsXE/s200/Evening_primrose_June_2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />That's enough for now. All that I've been knitting is dishcloths - I think I have 20+ now, some plain, others in various patterns. I'll put them all together and take a picture.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-19165468463806140412007-05-19T07:37:00.000-07:002007-05-19T23:25:06.209-07:00Sad daysThis should be a happy day. It's not.<br /><br /><br />My mare, Sheba, had her foal yesterday. It's a filly, a sweet little thing, but she was born with a serious, uncorrectable birth defect: She has no eyes. Everything else is perfect - cute little ears, 4 sturdy legs, a curly mane and finely formed body, but she has no eyes. There may be tiny eyebuds deep in her eye sockets, but no eyes.<br /><br /><br />She has eye lashes and eyelids, but no eyes. The medical term for this is anophthalmia (no eyes) or microphthalmia (eyebuds of various sizes), and it's very, very rare in horses.<br /><br /><br />Since she could never be a productive horse - or even be turned out in a strange paddock with other horses - the vet recommends that she be put down. Since this is my daughter's foal from my horse, it's a tough decision that has to be made soon.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8UDV2cX2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/USnsZ0vZrMY/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066290153452756834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8UDV2cX2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/USnsZ0vZrMY/s200/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8UUl2cX3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xdnlvWfIWLU/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066290449805500274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8UUl2cX3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/xdnlvWfIWLU/s200/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8WYV2cX4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Z2j3dvROFYU/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066292713253265282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8WYV2cX4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/Z2j3dvROFYU/s200/baby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8Ws12cX6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/rEro3umR0FU/s1600-h/baby3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066293065440583586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8Ws12cX6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/rEro3umR0FU/s200/baby3.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8WiV2cX5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ccWzT7uDOSI/s1600-h/baby2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066292885051957138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8WiV2cX5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ccWzT7uDOSI/s200/baby2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8W112cX7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0dB_eOkr9uw/s1600-h/Sheba-baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066293220059406258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8W112cX7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0dB_eOkr9uw/s200/Sheba-baby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Baby is only a few hours old in these pictures.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8XCl2cX8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_JNpEDJRUCM/s1600-h/Sheba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066293439102738370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rk8XCl2cX8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_JNpEDJRUCM/s200/Sheba.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sheba is her mom. She's got a bell on her halter to help baby find her in the stall.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-89707785495130543452007-05-01T09:54:00.000-07:002007-05-19T08:37:11.759-07:00Happy May Day!Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I do know where the birdies is!<br /><br />Cardinals frolic in the grass early in the morning.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxC4dBUJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gOeXz2Vb7uU/s1600-h/Cardinal-female.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059637000701825170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxC4dBUJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/gOeXz2Vb7uU/s200/Cardinal-female.jpg" width="163" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxHYdBUKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RMbwIwPnBAw/s1600-h/Cardinal-male-side.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059637078011236514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="116" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxHYdBUKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RMbwIwPnBAw/s200/Cardinal-male-side.jpg" width="192" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxMIdBULI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NBZiWco27y8/s1600-h/cardinal-pair.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059637159615615154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="154" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdxMIdBULI/AAAAAAAAAIo/NBZiWco27y8/s200/cardinal-pair.jpg" width="170" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Plants reawaken in the warmth of the spring sun, and flowers begin to bloom. Crocuses and daffodils and spring violets abound.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdyOYdBUMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cQ9-klZ769Y/s1600-h/crocuses-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059638297781948610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdyOYdBUMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cQ9-klZ769Y/s200/crocuses-1.jpg" width="184" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdyXYdBUNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/j_RYmy8shMU/s1600-h/Daffodils.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059638452400771282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdyXYdBUNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/j_RYmy8shMU/s200/Daffodils.jpg" width="183" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdycYdBUOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NT0kLJ6HI8U/s1600-h/Violets.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059638538300117218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RjdycYdBUOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NT0kLJ6HI8U/s200/Violets.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I love spring and new beginnings! The weather is perfect, too. Not cold enough that I need to turn the heat on, and not hot enough for the air conditioner - wonderful!<br /><br />Today I am participating in <strong>Blogging Against Disablism Day</strong>. Disablism is discrimination based on a disability of any sort. Read more by clicking on the graphic link below.<br /><br /><a href="http://blobolobolob.blogspot.com/2007/04/blogging-against-disablism-day-will-be.html"><img title="Blogging Against Disablism Day, May 1st 2007" alt="Blogging Against Disablism Day, May 1st 2007" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aQ1h56WoARI/RiR-V4_3yrI/AAAAAAAAAFw/F-efgSUbcM0/s320/bad02.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Several members of my family deal with disabilities ranging from hypermobility (not as much fun as it sounds like it should be) to rheumatoid arthritis to learning difficulties to environmental hypersensitivity. Discrimination takes many forms - sometimes it's failure to provide reasonable access to wheelchair-bound patrons by planning new construction properly; at other times it's a patronizing attitude.<br /><br />Unless you take a minute to put yourself in another's shoes or perhaps their wheelchair, an able-bodied person may not understand the obstacles. A narrow doorway or a doorsill can become an insurmountable obstacle to a person with mobility impairments. Fragranced candles, potpourri, or deodorizer may trigger a major asthma attack in a chemically sensitive person. Tiny knobs or lids and handles that need to be turned or twisted can stop an arthritic person by making it too difficult for them to open a door, jar or chest.<br /><br />Think before you design and build - there are lots of ways to make life easier and more accessible to everyone!Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-17082463194212041722007-04-21T15:05:00.000-07:002007-05-19T08:39:05.974-07:00Sunny days!Hurray! A few days of sun with no rain or snow, and the muck at the farm is starting to dry up a bit. The birds are back - mallards are swimming in the big ditch and nesting on the bank.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056007931166167106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqMbO63kEI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ES-IQ0TyqQQ/s200/ducks.jpg" border="0" /><br />There are frogs clucking and chirping and honking all around. Different frogs sound off at different times during the day. This one was staking his claim to a section of mud near the pasture. DD scooped him up to show me. He's a Wood Frog (Rana sylvatica) according to the Natural Resources Canada website (<a href="http://cfs.nrcan.gc.ca/subsite/glfc-amphibians">http://cfs.nrcan.gc.ca/subsite/glfc-amphibians</a>).<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056007145187151922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqLte63kDI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QjkKvXjG5CE/s200/frog.jpg" border="0" /><br />We see lots of different snakes, frogs and toads around the farm - most commonly garter snakes, but the occasional Brown Snake, too.<br /><br /><p>DD rode Charlie out in the sand ring for the first time this spring - it's finally dry enough. Charlie is going to make a wonderful child a great hunter horse someday. He is a willing worker and loves to be praised when he pleases you.</p><br /><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqNwu63kFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SOSQOU9HLSQ/s1600-h/Charlie-trot-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056009400044982354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="185" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqNwu63kFI/AAAAAAAAAF4/SOSQOU9HLSQ/s200/Charlie-trot-1.jpg" width="197" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqN9O63kHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xYZ_efCWjxQ/s1600-h/Charlie-collect.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056009614793347186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqN9O63kHI/AAAAAAAAAGI/xYZ_efCWjxQ/s200/Charlie-collect.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056009498829230178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="194" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqN2e63kGI/AAAAAAAAAGA/tjUEB9LWFV0/s200/Charlie-trot.jpg" width="182" border="0" /></p><br /><p>Charlie loves Elmo, a big Golden Retriever cross, at the arena down the road. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqVxu63kMI/AAAAAAAAAGw/P47FJipo5H4/s1600-h/Charlie-Elmo.jpg"></a>Charlie grooms him all over if given a chance.<br /></p><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqV_u63kNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NdnOMCMlDuE/s1600-h/Charlie-Elmo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056018453836042450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqV_u63kNI/AAAAAAAAAG4/NdnOMCMlDuE/s200/Charlie-Elmo.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I finished my first pair of socks and another pair of mittens for the Snowsuit Fund. I used Patons Classic Wool on 2.25 mm needles and adapted the Suzi Knits Basic Free Sock Pattern to suit my knitting style and size. I use oddments of acrylic or wool to make the mittens - it's a great way to clear out part of my stash and benefit someone else at the same time. The mitt pattern is one that my Granny taught me 30+ years ago - basic mitts on four needles.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqT_O63kJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vz7Hi55iQSI/s1600-h/First-socks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056016246222852242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqT_O63kJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vz7Hi55iQSI/s200/First-socks.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqUI-63kKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EyFuIuiWuG0/s1600-h/mitts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056016413726576802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqUI-63kKI/AAAAAAAAAGg/EyFuIuiWuG0/s200/mitts.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqTwe63kII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hJK_GV2kLeE/s1600-h/First-socks.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqTwe63kII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hJK_GV2kLeE/s1600-h/First-socks.jpg"></a><br />Syra, my dog, spends her days on the couch, curled up with an afghan.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056020614204592354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqX9e63kOI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tmTT_Idbo2I/s200/Syra-cute.jpg" border="0" /> Jerry, Grace and Will enjoy the sun from their cages. The wet-looking bird is Grace, he likes to bathe in his water dish. Willy is camera shy and hid behind the edge of the towel. Jerry is a the one with the band on his leg. Since he is banded, we know he was born in 2000. I don't know how old Will and Grace are as they didn't come with bands - and since they're rescued cockatiels - I don't know much about their history. All three came to me through a friend just over three years ago. They were not imprinted or handled properly when they were young, so they're not very friendly.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYG-63kPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YbB_QkX-eLk/s1600-h/jerry.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056020777413349618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYG-63kPI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YbB_QkX-eLk/s200/jerry.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYMO63kQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A73Bjn2wsqM/s1600-h/Grace.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056020867607662850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYMO63kQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/A73Bjn2wsqM/s200/Grace.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYR-63kRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Lqh3Tc5jQtE/s1600-h/Will.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056020966391910674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYR-63kRI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Lqh3Tc5jQtE/s200/Will.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My African violets are starting to bloom, too, now that the Christmas catus flowers are finished.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056021541917528354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RiqYze63kSI/AAAAAAAAAHg/FfiGFx-joZM/s200/violet-2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br />Spring is wonderful - I enjoy discovering all the new and renewed life!Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-49237388580839653992007-04-14T17:45:00.000-07:002007-04-14T18:12:55.260-07:00Visual DNA...I found an interesting site with a sort of personality test based on images. Mine seems to be pretty accurate.<br /><br /><br /><<embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal" enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" quality="best" bgcolor="#770904" width="340" height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="bgcolor=#770904&i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43E105EB.jpeg&c1=Natural wonders such as the perfection of a seashell amaze me.&i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_57540F5B.jpeg&c2=Tunes in my truck when Im travelling alone make me feel good.&i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&c3=You have to ask??? :-)&i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&c4=Limitless horizons - endless possibilities&i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A0F44BD.jpeg&c5=Collagen-stuffed lips - right up there with nose picking&i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1AF7A965.jpeg&c6=Total trust; total honesty&i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&c7=Its chocolate&i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7DB16121.jpeg&c8=Calm, sensual, casual, peaceful&i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-39EF8686.jpeg&c9=Sensual romance&i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DE3B624.jpeg&c10=A whole new world in every book!&i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0C612E3D.jpeg&c11=Explore at my own pace - horse trailer in tow. &i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-B246206.jpeg&c12=Tea! Buckets of hot tea!&i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_5C1B12D6.jpeg&c13=Verdant and fresh - spring is here&moodlabel=DREAMER&lovelabel=HOME SOUL&funlabel=ESCAPE ARTIST&habitslabel=NEW WAVE PURITAN&uid=543498-0079&srv=iwebhd3" ></embed> <div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"><a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=543498-0079&srv=iwebhd3" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)">Read my VisualDNA</a><span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc">&trade;</span> <a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) ">Get your own VisualDNA&trade;</a></div><br /><br /><br />There were no horses in the selections, though. :-)<br /><br />This morning I shredded a bag of old confidential papers with my cross-cut shredder. We use the shredded paper in the horses' bedding, mixed with shavings. If anyone really wants to reconstruct one of my old credit card bills, they're going to have to work for it. I took the bag out to the farm, along with some Freecycle stuff that I picked up for DD and DSIL - a briefcase, car radio, and a baby monitor.<br /><br />DSIL wanted a briefcase for work stuff - and since it'll be covered in diesel and oil in no time, Freecycle was the way to go. The car radio will be installed in the tractor, and the baby monitor will help my DD keep an ear open for problems in the barn both now while Queenie is on stall rest (2 weeks for a sore foot) and later when Sheba is closer to foaling.<br /><br />I also brought out two large bags of bran and a container of molasses - the horses all enjoy a warm bran mash as a special treat once in a while. It'll make a nice change for Queenie, too, as she gets powdered bute (aspirin for horses) twice a day while she's inside to try to reduce the inflammation in her foot. Horse bute has a strange strawberry smell - some horses love it, others hate it. Luckily, Queenie likes the taste.<br /><br />Since Queenie is in all the time, Sheba and Reba get to trade off time inside to keep Queenie company. Bart the cat is spending extra time in the barn as he likes to be rubbed by Queenie - she strokes him all over with her muzzle - and will curl up with her when she lies down to sleep.<br /><br />Today was cool, but mostly dry. The forecast for tomorrow is rain, turning to snow overnight. Just what we need: more wet stuff. DD and DSIL spend time every day digging ditches to drain the water from the road and the fields as it is - this isn't going to help them any. At least the water level in the main ditches is starting to drop and the farm's ditches are running again.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-58467076682133581182007-04-06T16:21:00.000-07:002007-04-06T16:51:50.703-07:00Good Friday<div><div><div><div>I have work to do, but I don't feel like working. It's far more fun to play with photos and write new text for my blog.<br /></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbW317IC8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/6iTAV_jR5po/s1600-h/Cardinal-window.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050460286998809538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbW317IC8I/AAAAAAAAAFI/6iTAV_jR5po/s200/Cardinal-window.jpg" width="119" border="0" /></a>Here are a couple of photos of a cardinal that was singing in my hedge on Wednesday. I thought I could capture him through the window, but the flash went off and showed me that my windows need some serious scrubbing on the outside. If it wasn't fogged by the flash, it would have been a terrific picture. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbW_V7IC9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VJv55j8QPJk/s1600-h/Cardinal-outside.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050460415847828434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="142" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbW_V7IC9I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/VJv55j8QPJk/s200/Cardinal-outside.jpg" width="62" border="0" /></a>After trying a couple from inside, I went out. Unfortunately, the cardinal didn't want to be on the same side of the hedge as I was, so there are branches in the way. The children were making lots of noise as they left the school across the street, so the cardinal didn't stick around for more pictures. </div><br /><div>Sometimes we have several pairs nesting around the area over the summer - they're always a pleasant surprise when you see them at the feeder or in the hedge.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbYM17IC-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mNU5RFRP8Y0/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050461747287690210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbYM17IC-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mNU5RFRP8Y0/s200/PICT0017.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>My Christmas cactus bloomed again in March. This picture was taken on March 31, 2007. The flash didn't go off, so the light is really yellow as it's reflecting from the yellow lamp and its yellow shade. I am really pleased with the blooms - until this one, I hadn't had any success with flowers on them. I had a bloom at Christmas, too.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>This Christmas cactus was a gift from a friend who has since moved far away. He rooted a number of bits from his original plant and gave them away before he left for Halifax. Plants in my house survive on benign neglect - sometimes I don't water them until they look limp, and then I dump leftover tea in their pots. The African violets seem to like that treatment, as does my spider plant, but I wasn't sure it would work for a Christmas cactus.</div><br /><div>Today is Good Friday - a paid day off for me. Yay! </div><br /><div>It's cold and gloomy out, though, so I stayed home and did chores. It would have been a perfect day to spend in lounging and playing in bed with a significant other, but it's just not as much fun with the dog. On the other hand, the laundry is all done, the sheets changed, and my living room and guest bathroom tidied. For this evening's excitement, I think I'll run the dishwasher. </div><br /><div>Tomorrow, I'm heading out to the farm for an Easter egg hunt. I think it'll be in the house - the forecast isn't any better for tomorrow than it was for today. Sunday will be a family dinner at my parents' place - dinner starts at 5 pm.</div><br /><div>My horses all got their annual shots and Coggins test done on Wednesday. The vet says Sheba looks really well for this stage of her pregnancy. Only 40 days or so left before we find out if its a filly (girl) or a colt (boy). I really don't care either way as long as it's healthy. This foal belongs to my daughter, not me, so I'll have to try really hard not to get too attached. </div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbbsF7IC_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/-cclu00JTpU/s1600-h/Tinkerbelle-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050465582693485554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbbsF7IC_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/-cclu00JTpU/s200/Tinkerbelle-1-31-03-2007.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>Tinkerbelle (aka Tink) is recovering nicely from her surgery. Her stitches are starting to dissolve now and she's almost ready to start running around in the mud again. For a very active dog, she's been very good about the restrictions my daughter imposed. I'm sure that having an older, calmer dog around (Daisy) helped. Tink is very good about going in her crate and settles right down. </div><div> </div><div>Someday she may be able to be loose in the house when there's no one home, but not right now. She is still testing all the limits of "house dog" behaviour. She sure does love to cuddle on the couch!</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhbYM17IC-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/mNU5RFRP8Y0/s1600-h/PICT0017.JPG"></a></div></div></div>Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-53986774797361884782007-04-01T15:22:00.000-07:002007-04-01T16:41:51.310-07:00April Fools Day!I started the morning off on the computer, chatting with a friend in New Brunswick. We've never met, but we share a love of horses and music - and can always find things to chat about for an hour or two. A half a dozen blog entries (comments on other people's blogs, not mine) later, it was time to head out for brunch with a fun bunch of friends.<br /><br />When I was at the farm yesterday, I took some new pictures of the horses. I played with the settings on my camera to get some higher resolution photos that can be printed larger than 5 x 7. The sun caused a few sunspots on the images, so they're not as good as I hoped, but they're certainly much more detailed than the "standard" setting.<br /><br />I took a bunch of pictures of Charlie: <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA0Xmnqs3I/AAAAAAAAADA/WhM4pPQ8xFw/s1600-h/Charlie-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048592762390885234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 167px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="147" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA0Xmnqs3I/AAAAAAAAADA/WhM4pPQ8xFw/s200/Charlie-1-31-03-2007.jpg" width="199" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1Omnqs4I/AAAAAAAAADI/OEuEW1llTx0/s1600-h/Charlie-2-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048593707283690370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="142" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1Omnqs4I/AAAAAAAAADI/OEuEW1llTx0/s200/Charlie-2-31-03-2007.jpg" width="102" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1vWnqs5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/HCjfhESaOUU/s1600-h/Charlie-hay-bale-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048594269924406162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="174" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1vWnqs5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/HCjfhESaOUU/s200/Charlie-hay-bale-1-31-03-2007.jpg" width="92" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1_mnqs6I/AAAAAAAAADY/6yskLQGUUaw/s1600-h/Charlie-head-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048594549097280418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="133" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA1_mnqs6I/AAAAAAAAADY/6yskLQGUUaw/s200/Charlie-head-31-03-2007.jpg" width="136" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA2PWnqs7I/AAAAAAAAADg/nAxGN6Beh-Q/s1600-h/Charlie-water-trough-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048594819680220082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="147" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA2PWnqs7I/AAAAAAAAADg/nAxGN6Beh-Q/s200/Charlie-water-trough-31-03-2007.jpg" width="112" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and some of Ti-Buck and Sneakers playing "stallion games":<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA29Wnqs8I/AAAAAAAAADo/egErJYvVwpM/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048595609954202562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA29Wnqs8I/AAAAAAAAADo/egErJYvVwpM/s200/PICT0030.JPG" width="176" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3J2nqs9I/AAAAAAAAADw/TL5w2Mj2NVc/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048595824702567378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="134" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3J2nqs9I/AAAAAAAAADw/TL5w2Mj2NVc/s200/PICT0031.JPG" width="179" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3aWnqs-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/k1sRZ2w1uqw/s1600-h/PICT0032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048596108170408930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="135" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3aWnqs-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/k1sRZ2w1uqw/s200/PICT0032.JPG" width="177" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3p2nqs_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Rmyx88FQiqA/s1600-h/PICT0034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048596374458381298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="124" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA3p2nqs_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Rmyx88FQiqA/s200/PICT0034.JPG" width="156" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Then some of Queenie: <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA5WmnqtAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8VXZ68qSW5w/s1600-h/Queenie-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048598242769155074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA5WmnqtAI/AAAAAAAAAEI/8VXZ68qSW5w/s200/Queenie-1-31-03-2007.jpg" width="149" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048598637906146322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA5tmnqtBI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2hDxtbAUF8U/s200/Queenie-2-31-03-2007.jpg" width="163" border="0" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA6hmnqtCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YaMrSUHnDT8/s1600-h/Queenie-and-Sheba-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048599531259343906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA6hmnqtCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YaMrSUHnDT8/s200/Queenie-and-Sheba-1-31-03-2007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sheba looks really pregnant now. The vet says that she appears to be doing just fine and everything is on schedule and developing properly.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA8MWnqtDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3cqM8rvpmL0/s1600-h/Sheba-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048601365210379314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA8MWnqtDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/3cqM8rvpmL0/s200/Sheba-1-31-03-2007.jpg" width="86" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA8bWnqtEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GIt7TsBYM5c/s1600-h/Sheba-2-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048601622908417090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="164" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA8bWnqtEI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GIt7TsBYM5c/s200/Sheba-2-31-03-2007.jpg" width="130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />You can really see her bad knee in the larger photo. It doesn't seem to bother her too much as long as it's not too muddy. Poor Sheba - we don't know how or when she injured it, but it'll never get better (although it is less swollen and painful than it was 3 years ago when we kept her in Smiths Falls).<br /><br /><br /><br />S'Heir, Sheba's foal from 4 years ago, was busy looking cute for the camera. She is started at walk and trot now, and is really proud that she's a "big girl" and gets to be ridden. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_DWnqtFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EhIL26ofue0/s1600-h/sheir-1-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048604509126440018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="177" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_DWnqtFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/EhIL26ofue0/s200/sheir-1-31-03-2007.jpg" width="155" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_aWnqtGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/v8dGlZTy0zY/s1600-h/sheir-2-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048604904263431266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_aWnqtGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/v8dGlZTy0zY/s200/sheir-2-31-03-2007.jpg" width="170" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_4WnqtHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QwTB07wJNTQ/s1600-h/sheir-3-31-03-2007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048605419659506802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RhA_4WnqtHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/QwTB07wJNTQ/s200/sheir-3-31-03-2007.jpg" width="114" border="0" /></a> Sheba's new foal will be S'Heir's half sibling - S'Heir's sire is The Royal Heir. The new foal's sire is AA Decadence.<br /><br />If I get a chance tomorrow, I'll post the pictures of my Christmas cactus that decided to bloom again for Easter. It's got spectacular flowers.<br /><br />That's enough for today - time to do something else (like housework)!Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-25507067653609604062007-03-30T11:30:00.000-07:002007-05-19T08:41:23.274-07:00Busy week<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1boWnqsxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zko1XDKG2pg/s1600-h/Queenie-Jan2007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047791506177045266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="165" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1boWnqsxI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Zko1XDKG2pg/s320/Queenie-Jan2007.JPG" width="326" border="0" /></a>One of our boarder's horses, Queenie, lost her foal this week. We bred her to AA Decadence (Dekker), a black Arabian stallion, in August last year, so she was due to foal in July. Out of 5 mares bred to Dekker, only one is still in foal; my mare Sheba is on track for her foal in May. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>The vet came out to check Queenie on <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1bQ2nqswI/AAAAAAAAACI/ILw_sxfAgvo/s1600-h/Deckerjuly2006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047791102450119426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1bQ2nqswI/AAAAAAAAACI/ILw_sxfAgvo/s320/Deckerjuly2006.JPG" width="228" border="0" /></a>Tuesday after she miscarried and checked Sheba at the same time. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a safe birth in May for Sheba's foal. The vet says that Queenie is okay and that we can breed her again this summer.</div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1c3WnqsyI/AAAAAAAAACY/mAbE1_1xKlw/s1600-h/Tinkerbelle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047792863386710818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1c3WnqsyI/AAAAAAAAACY/mAbE1_1xKlw/s320/Tinkerbelle.jpg" width="236" border="0" /></a>My daughter's dog, Tinkerbelle, visited the vet on Wednesday to be spayed. She's home now and feeling good. The vet said to try not to let her do too much - she's a Border Collie cross with a strong herding instinct. She's being pretty good about it all, but doesn't understand why she can't chase the horses or play with Daisy in the fields right now.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1eF2nqszI/AAAAAAAAACg/Z7bcYIi9jrk/s1600-h/Charlie-lunge_14-trot.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047794212006441778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1eF2nqszI/AAAAAAAAACg/Z7bcYIi9jrk/s320/Charlie-lunge_14-trot.jpg" width="272" border="0" /></a>Charlie, the 4-year old, is going to Sunset Farms just down the road for a month or so so that he can be ridden more often. The ground at the farm is just too mucky and slippery for any real work, so he'll be boarded there and worked in their indoor arena. Even when the snow was on the ground a few weeks ago, there was enough ice under it that he could only be worked at walk and trot, even on the lunge line.</div><br /><br /><div>Shadow, the horse that was at the farm just to be sold as her family couldn't keep her, has been sold. The new owner hopes to pick her up in the next couple of weeks as soon as she can arrange trailering. Shadow is going to be a broodmare for Canadian Sport Horses and and share a pasture and barn with a couple of other mares. She will also get some light riding work (she wants to work) but not enough that it will make her sore. Her new owner is thrilled to have her and can't wait to have her home.</div><br /><br /><div>It's hard to believe that March is almost over. Time is really flying this month - must be because I had so much work to do. I did the permits list for Ottawa Construction News, my regular job, and some work for a Human Resources Consultant. Add that to my "volunteer" work at my daughter's place and for the condo board, plus Plenty of Fish events, and I'm a busy person.</div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1g8Gnqs0I/AAAAAAAAACo/7L42IKIJC6Q/s1600-h/SLOV_Logo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047797343037600578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 84px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" height="189" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1g8Gnqs0I/AAAAAAAAACo/7L42IKIJC6Q/s320/SLOV_Logo.jpg" width="192" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1hdWnqs1I/AAAAAAAAACw/cXyw3pm1nwQ/s1600-h/cpc.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047797914268250962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="93" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Rg1hdWnqs1I/AAAAAAAAACw/cXyw3pm1nwQ/s320/cpc.gif" width="84" border="0" /></a>April doesn't look like it will be any quieter, either, and plans for May are already starting to be made. Pony Club activities are beginning to pick up, so my daughter and I will both be out testing and teaching kids and ponies on the weekends.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Pony Club Quiz is in April in Smiths Falls and the first Pony Club Rally of the year will be held at the Rideau-Carleton Raceway on the long weekend in May. Contact me if you want to volunteer - even if you're not a horsey person, we can always use more hands to build jumps. </div><div></div><div></div><div>This is a teaching and testing rally, so the kids and ponies spend the weekend taking lessons in small groups and looking after their ponies - and being judged and tested - with a riding test that covers flat work, stadium jumping, and cross country on the Monday. Everyone goes home happy, tired and dirty after a busy weekend - and most can't wait to do it all over again the next year. This will be our first time at Rideau Carleton - in previous years we held our rally on the Maxville Fairgrounds.</div><div></div><div></div><div>Well, time to start the weekend!</div>Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-13519288540156915922007-03-03T12:55:00.000-08:002007-03-03T13:49:23.827-08:00Snowflakes and silly horses...<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReniLLL4BLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UYGtO--gtuU/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037806339799647410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" height="168" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReniLLL4BLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UYGtO--gtuU/s320/PICT0021.JPG" width="275" border="0" /></a>March 3, 2006 - My dear daughter (DD) and dear son-in-law (DSIL) had just started moving into the farm - no horses on the property, stuff in Orleans, Nepean and at the farm - and had lots of work to do. It was pretty bleak outside. There were no fences, no shelters, and lots of snow.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenlybL4BOI/AAAAAAAAABU/HieUr6nETqo/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037810312644396258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" height="159" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenlybL4BOI/AAAAAAAAABU/HieUr6nETqo/s320/PICT0006.JPG" width="170" border="0" /></a>March 3, 2007 - Now there are fences and horses and a shelter. You can see six horses in this picture. We have two more in the paddock behind the barn. There's still lots of work to do - it's a farm, after all, but there is progress.<br /><br />I took both pictures from the same vantage point - the back door - but zoomed in a little tighter on the horses than on the empty field. The pool is still in the same place, just not visible.<br /><br />Seven paddocks are fenced and hot wired. We're only using four through the winter so that there are some clean ones for the horses once the snow starts to melt. We feed huge round bales in each field. Some of the horses come in for grain at suppertime, but most are just on hay and water.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Renkr7L4BNI/AAAAAAAAABM/ii8ZTlVKBFc/s1600-h/Reba-Charlie-hack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037809101463618770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/Renkr7L4BNI/AAAAAAAAABM/ii8ZTlVKBFc/s320/Reba-Charlie-hack.jpg" width="194" border="0" /></a>DD and DSIL took Charlie and Reba out for a ride in the snow flurries this morning. Daisy and Tinkerbelle went along for the run. They rode around the 1/2 mile track, but couldn't stay out too long as DD had to be at work at 1 pm.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenmzbL4BPI/AAAAAAAAABs/rcWszSy3KBM/s1600-h/PICT0088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037811429335893234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenmzbL4BPI/AAAAAAAAABs/rcWszSy3KBM/s320/PICT0088.JPG" width="292" border="0" /></a><br />Bart the cat thought about following, too, but he decided to stay behind with me while I took pictures of the horses in the paddocks.<br /><br />Bart certainly has personality - and charming good looks. He fancies himself a great stalker and hunter, but we think only hunts toes and fingers. He's supposed to be a barn cat, but he'd rather loll around on the couch, or steal the dogs' toys.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenqX7L4BQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SA7bpyLja7E/s1600-h/Charlie-roll.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037815354936001794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/RenqX7L4BQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SA7bpyLja7E/s320/Charlie-roll.jpg" width="250" border="0" /></a><br />Charlie decided that he was tired and hot after the ride and once his saddle was off, he had a big roll in the fresh snow in front of the barn. I was laughing too hard to get the best shot in focus - Charlie sat up on his butt and shook all over to get the snow off his back before he stood up.<br /><br />You can see Tinkerbelle and Daisy watching in amazement. My DD has the reins in her hand as well as the saddle and she's laughing pretty hard, too.<br /><br />There are snowflakes melting on my camera lens, as well as snow falling all around us.<br /><br />Once the horses were back out in the field, my DD and DSIL fixed a fence wire that was pulled down by the silly 4-year olds (Charlie and S'Heir). Then it was time for me to head home again.<br /><br />So much has changed in the last year: Fences, horses, work, and even pets. Sometimes it seems as though you're not making any progress, then when you look back at the photos, you see just how far you've really come. It's amazing!Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-79560846332963141882007-02-28T06:54:00.000-08:002007-02-28T07:43:18.055-08:00Last day of February<div>The time is just flying by. Last year at this time, I was driving a bus 50-70 hours a week -- now I'm back to my chosen career, technical writing. I like this much better, although I miss the wonderful people that I met, both children and adults, while driving.<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div>As I sorted through some of my digital photos, I found some more horse pictures (what else?). Here's one of Sheba from the really cold days in February. She's an Arabian mare, quite pregnant, and gets cold if she doesn't wear a blanket some nights.<br /></div><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036600060182788274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReWZEdbn-LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w9CHmyADK6c/s320/When+blankets+go+bad.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><br /><p>She didn't seem too perturbed when we went down to the field to fix her blanket, although she did have a tough time seeing clearly since the eyeholes weren't lined up properly. The culprit in all the blanket mayhem was Charlie, my 4-year old Appendix Quarterhorse (photo taken in Jan. 2007).<br /></p><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036600695837948098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReWZpdbn-MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/9xcdJZRYuDE/s320/Charlie.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p>He's for sale for $5000 if anyone is interested - he trailers, clips, ties, and has basic walk/trot and lungeing training. He's incredibly calm and laidback, too. He stands about 16 hh and is good to handle in the field and in the barn. He's on hay and water, plus the occasional handful of sweet feed. He hacks out alone or with another horse without any problems, and even the dogs running at his heels don't faze him at all.<br /></p><br /><p>We got him in a trade in January - I traded my Canadian cross (Simon) for him as Simon needs to be worked harder than I want to ride - and Simon doesn't think that going out through the bush is a good thing - riding should be done in a ring or an arena. He's a princess, but doing very well showing in Toronto now.</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036608276455225554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReWgitbn-NI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rmsyRDC57Xs/s320/uncle.simon.jpg" border="0" /></p></div><br /><p>Simon is very good when he works hard, and he's busy training students to sit up, keep contact, and winning ribbons in the Toronto area now. Considering we bought him just before he was heading back to the meat auction in Kingston in Nov. 2000 because he'd already failed as a school horse, I'm pretty proud of him. His new owners are thrilled that he's doing so well.</p><br /><p>Other horses on the farm include Queenie, a leopard Appaloosa that we think is in foal to the stallion that we had here last summer, AA Decadence (a registered black Arabian - also the father of Sheba's foal). Her idea of heaven is a hay bale and sunshine...</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036610531313055970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TR09FNHQnR0/ReWil9bn-OI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5_doA0Ww3Zs/s320/Queenie-Jan2007.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p> </p><p>I'll add pictures of Ti Buck (another boarder) later. He's a chubby 5-year old Canadian-type with very little handling. Since he moved to the farm a year ago, he's learned a lot, but he still needs a lot of work.</p>Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4939693808780463054.post-6107905240864812032007-02-26T12:13:00.000-08:002007-02-26T12:23:38.972-08:00Day one...Well, it seems as though everyone else does this, so I thought I'd give it a whirl. <br /><br />If you stick around, you'll get to see more pictures of horses, dogs, cats, cockatiels and knitting projects (in progress and completed). If you're lucky, you might even get to see a picture of me. Since I'm the one with the camera, it doesn't happen often.<br /><br />If you're single, check out <a href="http://www.plentyoffish.com">http://www.plentyoffish.com</a>. You can find lots of singles in all age ranges all over the world there. Ottawa singles can participate in any of the Ottawa events listed in the Forums - they're great fun whether you're "fishing" or not.<br /><br />I bought my pony, Sneakers, from Covenant Farm in Clarence Creek in 1997. He's 24 now and still a willing worker. Educated guesses put his breeding at Welsh x Icelandic or Newfoundland Pony. The last offer I received was for close to $20,000, but he's not for sale, ever.<br /><br />Sneakers earned the Sneakypony nickname after he was caught crawling under the page wire fence to check out the grass on the other side - he had grass stains on his belly and a happy smile. He's affectionate, loves children, and has taught a lot of people how to ride safely. He babysits the yearlings and teaches them proper manners, and will watch over foals for any tired mare. Even though S'Heir is 4 now (and bigger than he is), he still protects her and chides her as if she was still a yearling.Sneakershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09386748901892871798noreply@blogger.com0